The Raver (A post-Halloween homage to E.A. Poe)

Once upon a campaign dreary,
I sat recluse, but ever leery
Of town hall rallies of Perry, Cain and more;
I heard the teapots whistle,
Like thorn bushes in the thistle,
Was this really their epistle?
Could it be? I did implore.

Right-wing radio played Glenn Beck
Like Lonesome Rhodes with red-neck
Who failed to inform, but only infect
The Teabag toads with fear-like spores;
Why do they always grab their guns?
Howl at the moon and call it the sun?
Loading bullets for the next election?
What do they have in store?

The FOX airheads began to fill
Balloonatics and corporate shills;
The way brain cells are killed
By Bill and Glenn and FOX Noise whores?
“We’re not here for the facts!
We just want to ax the tax!
For billionaires with deeper tracks
So people sink in quick sand tours.

Bachmann, Palin in overdrive
Their corporate monkeys fly the skies
And scare us with their wicked lies
Like “Social Security’s deathbed door!”
But why not just raise the tax
On the very rich to ax the gap?
Let’s get on the fiscal map
So debts and deficits cannot soar!

And let’s protect our Medicare
From profiteers who want to scare
That this entitlement will not be there
Due to fiscal weight as healthcare soars.
So tax the rich! That is the answer!
So parasites of corporate cancer
Can no longer be legal dancers
For billions in accounts offshore!
Let’s beat these Ravers EVERMORE!!